THE OMAHA PAHA' BEEi WJiPyESPAY, SEPTEMBER -1, 100J.
The Lost
Copyright, 1!K1, by Herman Whitaker )
Tho low tor, swept through tho OoMcn
Gate and over tin coast range, trnnsfTni
lug tho niinllt vising of San Kianciai-u lay
Into a drab Inferno In which lost atcniuera
thrleked their despair. Out on Mine Point
a Atcara hlrcn bellowed ostrfty eoas'.frs to
net Into the proper channel, and up the
harbor the Coat Island foghorn walled dis
mally to pacing ferryboaU. Alonn t. o
water front craft of all kinds, from tlie
ocean liner to the morn wheel river
steamer, splashed helplcstly, raining a very
carnival of nolte, while their anxious mas
ters prayed to tho harbor Rods for a tnt:
landing, After sundown tho .Kerry Huh.
engaged In a red struggle with the milling
mist. The cable cars clanked and cluttered
up Market street, flushing yellow win!
through the encircling fog; the brll l. n 1
lighted saloons extended an ulictrtc w.l
come to shivering pedestrians, competing
for puhllc favor with the rcstunrants, whoie
clouded windows veiled tempting dellcaclui
from the unlicensed eye.
Dob Halltday, reporter for the Morning
Times, turned out of Market street and
walke-1 briskly along .Montgomery ktiee ,
pritylng to all the gods of JotirnallHm that
Homothlug might turn tip. He whs out cu a
roving commission, which means tl1.1t the
Times was short of llvo local news for i h j
next morning's Issue, and had sent out lis
"star man" bustling for a thrill to serve
up with eggs and toast at Snu KransUca
breakfast table. As yet Halllday hail failed
to corner even tho ghort of a scccath n.
Nothing capable of being worked In o a
"story" bad crossed his path that day
radsliifi jncKsqn street rutuout even 11
glance, ho struck Into tho tangle of North
lleach and dropped Into substation No. 4.
A grizzled captain stood ut the desk bl st
uns nn eniry. untie irom tno "tunic
Issued the hnirh scrcnm of tho frmi le
drunk whoso sins were being written In th
book of doom.
Thu reporter nodded a good evening.
"Anything extra?" he asked.
Tho captain shook "his head with a don't
bothcr air and carefully examined the oB
try. Tho reporter stared, die was nccuu
tomcd to tho Idiosyncrasies of 100 dlffcrnct
kinds of men, but this particular olllcer hod
always bccu'talUattvc to the, extent of bore
dom. Ills. Journalistic nose sniffed the air.
L'nmcthlng 'wrong' iDk the pollco department,
evidently! J'erbaps a sqnndal! Might ho a
"scoop" In It' for theiMornlng Times. Ho
stepped outsldo and peered through thj
window. , '
"Old man looks serious," he muttcrfd.
"I'd better stay awhile." ,Ho walked back
Into tho station. "Think I'll sit down nnd
rest," he said, secretly noting the cap
tain's annoyed look. "Ilecn trotting nil
day; besides, something may drop In. Have
a clear?"
"Thanks."
Tho telephone bell rang sharply. Tho
captain started.
"Nerves," thought tho reporter. "Didn't
know a policeman was supposed to have
any."
The officer stood at tho 'phono with tho
receiver to his ear. Ho was trying to look
unconcerned, but his lirow puckered Into a
heavy frown.
"Hello!" he answered. "Nothing yet?"
"Well, keep a sharp lookout, Foley, and
telophone If you hear anything."
"Waterfront post," muttered tho re
porter. "That's promising!"
For a weary half hour he held up his
end of n conversation, but tho captain an
swered lit. monosyllables. A long ash hung
from hla cold cigar, but ho still gripped
It between his teeth, pulling nervously..
Looking up suddenly from the contempla
tion of the office rules the Journalist caught
the officer regarding him stealthily.
"Sayl" tho captain burst out, "want
a scoop?"
"I'll tako one with you."
"Well, If wou'll hold back the news till
tho paper goes to press you can have It
all to yourself. Hut promlsso; If the
thing comes out all right, you say nothing."
"It's a go."
Tho captain nodded IiIb satisfaction. Tho
reporter's f-qrd was bettor than his paper's
bond and the officer know It. Ho relighted
his cigar, blew a thick cloud nnd began to
speak.
"Two bourn ago," he said, "tho night
reliefs went out under Sergeant Crossman.
Ho was to post them on hlB way down,
gather In the last man and you know the
waterfront beat?"
Halllday signified his knowledge.
"Well, he was to ptck up tho Inst man
thero and raid a sailor's boarding houifa
on hla way back. Somo shanghaiing there
last night."
"Some tough places along there," com
mented tho other.
"Two hours ngo," continued the captain,
looking at his watch) "ho posted Foley on
that beat ' He's not been scon nor henrd
of since. And what's more twelve patrol
men have disappeared with him!"
"Ph-o-o-e-w!" whistled Halllday. What's
become of 'em?"
'Wish I kuow. I don't want to report
to the central office whllo there's a ghost
of a show of them turning up. Crossmanls
a careful officer, with n good rocord. I'll
glvj him till 12 o'clock."
The two men sat check by Jowl and
smoked heavily all evening. Huslness
was a little slack at tho stations. A par
ade uptown had drawn off the Moating popu
lation and tho captain's lambs were being
gathered Into other 'folds. While they
waited tho reporter told curious tales of
tho'rlso of the 400, but tho captain heard
them not; his mind was busily tracking
thirteen shadowy policemen through forty
and one probablo'catastrophcs. When tho
clock struck 12 ho pulled his feet from
under the table, rose and stretched himself.
"The story's up to you." ho said, "but
don't forget to say a word for me.
STRANGE DISAPPEARANCE OF A SQUAD
OF POLICE!
SERGEANT AND TWELVE
SPIRITED AWAY!
MEN
NO TRACE OF THE MISSING MEN!
Tho front page of the Morning Times
created 11 furore In tho cafes nnd reduced
the city editors of four leading dallies to
despair. Thirteen stalwart policemen, the
pride of San Francisco's pollco force, of
an average weight of 195 pounds, had
molted Into thin air and not even a para
graph touchlug tho manner of their going.
Scooped Jtterly!
For the customary nlno days the lost
squadron occupied the public mind to the
exclusion of all other matters. The presi
dent of tho South American Republic ar
rived unheralded and departed unknown,
and a passing earthquake had to be content,
with a scanty paragraph in the dallies. The
raided boarding home was gutted com
pletely without yielding a trace of the
missing men. Tho pollco would have liked
to question Its proprietor, but ho had folded
tho tent, and departed In tho night, nnd tho
house Itself was being remodoleil ino p,
eoloon, Every conceivable theory was ex
ploited. Innumerably false clews wre
tracked Into the blind alleyj whence thvy
had Issued aud at length the police ac
knowledged themselves baffled and gave up
the search. San Francisco went Its c-'U'so.
eatln and drinking, marrying and burying,
and until tho lost squad remained, oven In
tho mind of Halllday, only ns a dim memory
of a giant scoop.
One fine, November day, about n year
nan aner, Halllday was crowing
Squad
from tho ferry building to tho noith side,
of Ma.kot street A transport from the ;
Philippines had Just decked, and his mind
was busily engaged In transmitting th 1
es or tno voyage into a "story." A cable
cur bore down upon hint, but he skit p d
iiiraoiy away, iicngeu under tho nose or u
dray horse, and plumped squaio Into (ho
arm of u big man.
"I beg your pardon!" he ejaculated.
"No matter, sorr.
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e voice had a familiar ring. Turning
euly. hu looked right Into tha manV
No matter.
Th
sudd
eyes, a nuan deepened the brlck-r.d ef "We filed In an' I was tho last Inside,
tho fellow s check, facing about, he milked The door ilammcd behlnt mo with a nolso
rapidly up Sacnincnto street. v thunder
"Evidently a sailor," thought Hallldiy. "That did yez do that for?" scs Cross
bealtKs bother him jet." Ho followed at , man, sharp,
a safe distance, trying to place the tran. -J didn't ' scs I
kU'!T,M,hai!n!10 tt'n,,hlm 1"!for-7 I-mMmI; '"Ye did,' ses he. Open the door an' be
homethlng llko u policeman he had euro damned
i.?J"! "m1 MlJ' r!""K K',ll? AbAUrdl Rl"l to do that same,' I
llos.d-n. Ilenutsoy had left the force! ses. 'Hut thcro's sarctimstances beyond
UOUC 10 Oregon. Jfol Tj.a, wit-l
"I'LL
Devlin! By Jove! Hennessoy be
longed to the lost squad. Quickening his
pace, ho overtook the sailor, wha was turn
ing down Sansome street.
"By JImlny! It is Hennessey!" be ex
claimed. "He's making for North beach.
His- folks live that way or did." Putting
on a spurt, he ran alongside. tho jiaau nnd
clapped him on the shoulder.
"How aro you, Hennessey? I didn't know
you."
Tho sailor Jumped. "Ye have the advan-
tlgo av me, sorr," be replied. But his eyjs
told another talc.
"Hats! Come along, Hennessey, nnd have
something? Whero'vo you been? What's
becomo of the boys? Tell us all nbout It."
"Who'ro ye, Hlnnlssyln'?" nskod the
sailor, Indignantly. "What maggot's got
yo, mo lad? Jack Smith's mo name."
"Jack Smith may be your name now, but
your pamo was Hennessey last time I saw"
ou. Qome, Hennessey," he said, persua
sively, "You're not In fear of the law. Tell
me tho Btory? There's gold eagle In k
for you."
"Twlnty dollnrs?"
"Twenty dollars."
"Yo'll mako It twlnty-fivo?"
"All right."
"Hlnnlssoy, it is then. Glad to see yo
again, sorr. You'll excuse mo not knowing
o, but there's things a man hates worao
than beln' pinched by the law."
"Namely?"
"Bo'.n' mado a guy of."
They turned into a saloon and tho ex
pollceman settled hlmsolf comfortably Into
a corner. "A h," a gentle sigh escaped
from his lips and he wlpedhl month with
tho back of his hand. "The first tsthame In
nigh on two years. Another?
Thank ye, I will. Here's lu'king
at ye! An yo waut to hear ut
from the beginning? Phwat was the lasht
wurrd yo had av tho squad?"
"Sergeant Crnscman was to post tho re
liefs and raid a crlmp'B den on his way up
town."
"Right I An' may tho foul fiend fly away
with that same crimp! Ye'll mchbo rlmlm
ber, sorr, ns I was on the water front beat?
Manny's tho bit av news ye've got from
mo thero." The reporter nodded.
"Well" filling his pipe "ye'll have a
match on ye? Thanks. As I was
sayln', Crossman picked mo up last, an'
nccordln' to orders procheeded to Interview
that same crimp. We pulls up In the sthrcot
antnt tho house, an' Crossman bangs tho
door wld hla club.
"Come down, yo limb av sathan!' he
roars. Yo'll rlnilmbcr the sarglnt? A dlvll
to swear. 'Como down, tleclzelntb!' he Bea.
'Afore I smash tho door.'
" 'Hegone wld yez!' ses a cracked voice
out av a bedroom windy. 'Ye drhunkln"
bastes!' ses tho voice. 'Ilegono aforo I
calls the polls.' An' with that a basin av
dlrthy slops dlsclndcd on Grossman's head.
Such a hullaballoo! Ye might havo heard
tho sarglnt for twlnty blocks. Ho near
batthercd down the door In his rago an'
small blamo to him for ho was highly
sclnted. ,
"Prlsently a little man, innocent as yo
plazo, opens the door. 'Wurroo!' he howls.
'Au' wiib It a noble sarglnt av the polls
tho dirty rascals emptied their slops on?
Mo houso Is shamed!' ho hollers. 'Tblm
sailor varmlnts'll pack this very night,'
be ses.
" We'll pack 'cm for yez, ould skinflint,'
replies Crossman, 'It's to the tanks yo'll
go, me lad. Where's thlm sailors yo'vo
shamefully shnngal'd? Where are thoy, yo
son av niton?'
"Thin the old follow breaks down, 'An'
ye'll have mercy av an' ould'
' Dlvll!' scs sarglnt,
" 'Ho'll show yez tho mln yo're afthcr,
whines the ould bboy,
" 'Lead on, Mcflfsthoples,' ses Crossman
an' we'll conshldcr av your case Mebhe
we'll be afther lettln' yez off wld twenty
years.
" 'Thank ye, replies tho crimp. 'I'll re
mlmber yer kindness all tho .days' a' . me
life. Wan good turn desarves anothor.'
scs he. t
" 'Keep the change," answers Crossman,
mighty polite. 'An' show us the mln.
'"Cud I sthruggle wld another? I'll
try me best. Your health, sorr.
Relurnln' to me ethory: Tbp
By Herman Whitaker.
father av sin leads us along a passage.',. "J T,hlr ,fv.r 37,h
mighty dark, wld all manner nv thruck " '.', I h, h, ,K
lylu' round. We bruk our shins, bumped ,M , nn , .h
our hetds, an' swore magnlflclnt. Thin he ,lh.
throws open n door.
" Here, noble captain,
he d;s. 'Are i
1 the mln ye're nfther,
ting yer promise.'
! 'Twlnty years.'
w. uul
antirnt, frnitmati.
1 'Yo'II get It. mo lad. He turned one av 1
, wl0 mln Wlu nls ,ut -uonio in, onoys,-1 rn,m ,.. , ,., ,,,,. ,,, ,
he scs. 'We'll have to pack 'cm out av,"hft LI VS u , .
this.' 1 on l,h? lu ko"1 Rn secs a blg ,arry 8
I m control' ses I. 'which nrnvIntH. Il'
TELL YOUR WIFE" SAYS I, SOFT AND
locked, ses I. Murder! Yo should havo
heard him swear. He banged tho door till
it rang.
" 'Iron, he ses, when ho'd tired nv the
dlvarshlon. 'Come this way, bhoys. Now,
all together! Well, sor, a ton nv San
Francisco polls hit that door wld a bang
that wud a smashed a foot ball team,- but'
never n quiver.
"'Trapped! hollers tho sarglnt. 'Hln
nlssey,' he scs, 'I'll havo yo discharged.'
" 'This mlnlt, sergeant,' I answers, 'If
It plazo yo!' For I shmclt a qunro shmell,
sweet and slckonln', an' I was thlnktn I'd
nlvlr boo Biddy Hlnnlssey any more. Wur
roa! It was powerful; like forty drug
stores, on'y sthrongcr. Thin mo head be
gan to go round nn' round.
"'Holy shmoke!' ses Crossman. 'Chloro
form! May tho Lord have mercy on ye,
Hlnnlssey,'. Then ho keeled over an' lay
qulot. Tho mln banged nbout, gaspln' nn'
chokln' an' fallln' over one nuqthcr for
awhile, thin the stuff got Into mo lungs
an' I follows the sarglnt's lend an' sblapca
quiet aB a babe."
The reporter's pencil raced over his pa
per. "Havo another," he said, "while I
catch up."
"Thank you, I will so." said Hennessoy
"Hero's to that old crimp. May
the dlvll soon got blml" '
"Well, what happened next?"
"Sorra a thing I rlminlmber till I hears
a voice roarln' In me ear an' a big fut lands
In mo ribs. 'Get up, Jack Smith,' ses tho
volco, 'yo'vo had tlmo to shlapo off your
drink."
" 'Arrah, be alsy, Biddy,' I ses. Thought
I was In me bed nt home. 'Yer fist's gct
tln' powerful heavy, mo girl. Oet out wld
yer, Jack Smiths, I grumbles, without
opening mo eyes, 'or It's combln' yez hair
wld the poker I'll bo.'
"Thin u big fist landed on mo nose. 'I'll
tache yez to cheek yer offlcar,' ses the
voice. Bo the rod av Moses, sorr, I Jumps
up flghtln' mad. But the sight I seed tu'k
all the grit out av me.
"It was in the middle av a dirty little
room lined wld bunks all round. It was
dark an' gloomy, an' be tho light av a slush
lamp I saw a dozen mln stttln' with tho
legs nv thlm danglln' from tho bunks. A
big man stood over mo with raised (1st,
" 'Tumble up,' ho ses, 'Jack Smith.'
" 'An' I'd be glad to do that same,' ses
I. 'An I know what It manes.' For I
didn't llko his lu'ks, he was powerful big,
hairy, nn' Bavago lu'kln',
" 'Git!' ho ses.
" 'Now, thin,' I replies, 'yo'ro sphakln'
'American.' I got. Up a ladder I stumbles
with tho man afther mo hotfoot, an' belavo
mo whin I got to the top I nearly fainted
from surprise. I rubbed me eyes an' hung
on to a ropo to keep from fallln'. Water,
water everywhere! A-pltchln' an' a tossln'.
gray In the distance like tho clouds nn'
black close by, with a spharklo nv froth
on tho crlst av each wave. Tho big masts
rose straight above an' made me dizzy to
lu'k up, with tho little round tops av thlm
slipping acrost tho Bky; tho wind whistled
mournful through the rlggln'; an' tho
hcavo av the vessel turned me sick nt mo
stumlck.
" 'Swab thlm decks, Jack Smith," ses the
big man. Mate he was, sorr, an' a harrd
tnun, but I wasn't goln' to knuckle down
wldout a strugglo.
"Muck Smith, yerself," ses I. 'Hln
nlsscy's mo name. U 41 av tho San Fran
cisco polls force. A good man, be tho
same token nn' no tarry sailor. Put mo
ashore, ye blatherln' ruftl'ii,' I continued,
'that I may resume me public duties.'
" 'Jack Smith's yer name," ses the man.
Jack Smith av tho ship Potly Ann, two
days out from 'Frisco on a three-years'
whulln' cruise.' Thin ho smiles pleaoant
an' fetches rao a clip betwixt the eyes nv
mo.
"Jack. Smith let ut be," scs I, whin
mo emotion had subsided a little. 'It's
Incognito I'm travelln' this v'ylgo, but If
Iver I catch yo lu San Francisco, I'll'
" 'Ye may do that same, ses the mate,
'un' welcome, but for tho prlslnt yo'll take
yer watch, yo son av a sea-cook!'
" 'An" Jack Smith it was for better nor o
year. We sailed to tho north, an' manny'a
tho fat whales wo athruck, an' terrible the
storms we weathered bo the graco av God.
Mountains av Ice sailed past us an' some
times the decks was covered wld snow
iaSBSs. ITT M
an' Ice. nut av that I'll say pothln'. Whin
wln'cr come on we laid up In a northern
port. The nlxt season the' luck followed us
agin; for bo the summer wan past we'd a
full ship an' pulled for home."
"Didn't you see anything of Crossman
reporter.
an' eye
hanghaled
sailor's gtn'rally shipped for a long v'ylge
an' thcro's little doubt the squad's scat
tered from Japan to Jerusalem. This was
tho wny av mo 8ce,n, Cr088mani Whln a
day's run homeward bound, we sighted a
whaler an' she signaled us to take her let
tcrs. Tho weather beln.' fine an' the sea
I wan
allor
starln' over tho side.
" 'Hlnnlssey! llo me father's bones!' ho
hollers, 'Hlnnlssey!' ho roars. 'Como
aboord an' raport to yer suphcrlor officer.
I'm minded,' ses he, 'to station yez aboord
this here vessel while I makes mo raport
in 'Frisco.
" 'Sa'glnt Crossman, I nnswers, soft and
calm, dlsrlmbllng me astonlshmlnt, 'Sarglnt
Crossman, ye may go to hell. I'm for
1 mnkln' inn nun rnnnrt In Hld.lv lllnnlaaw.
SWEET.
I'll glvo yer best rlsplcts'l' I continue,
very pollto and pleasant, 'to yer wife.'
"'Como aboord, yo, vllllnl' ho ,roars, 'or
ye'll be tried for Insubordination 1
'"I'll tell your wlfe,v'ses I, soft an'
sweet, 'aB yo wore lost In a bad sthorm;
also that yo're spllced"W an Esquimaux
woman. It's married ahe'llobo afore yez
arrive home." , t b
""Ye wu'dn't do that, Hlnnlssey?' he
ses, rlnnln' llko the lady wld hor head
In tho lion's mouth. 'No, Hlnnlssey, me
good friend, ye wu'dn't do that?"
" 'Faith un' I w'ud,'- scs I, firmly. 'An'
what's more," I ses, "I'll' have the crimp
killed afore you see 'Frisco.'
" 'Yo will not,' replied Crossman, con
fident. .
" 'I will.'
"Nlvlr.' ses he, grlnnin'. an' Just then a
llttlo man Jumps Into the' rlggln" an' halls
me.
" 'Noblo captain!' ho howls, 'I appalo to
yez for the redress av mo wrongs an' a
passing home. I havo bin,' ho whlris,
'brutally shanghaied. Whin captured, scs
ho, 'It's plyln' me lawful thrade av Imploy
mcnt aglnt In San Franclscy harbor I was.
Even this omhadaun, polntln' at Crossman,
'will bear mo out In that!'
" 'The glntlcmnn," ses Crossman, puf
fin' away at his pipe, 'will belavo ye."
" 'As I tolt ye," wlnt on the llttlo man,
'I delivered a cargo av drunken sailors
aboard this vessel. Thin afther beln' en
ticed Into the fo'castlo on the prltlnce av
samplln' some rain Irish, I was,' ho
screamed, 'sanbagged, an' was two days out
afore l k'em 00.'
" 'The man ut did It claimed as ye shang
haied him on a former v'ylge,' ses Cross
man, wlnkln' at me.
" 'He lies, noble captalnl' yells tho crimp.
'He lies! It's kick an' cuff all over this
dentin' hell from dawn to dark!"
" 'Crossman!" I halls, aptttln" on me
bauds.
" 'HInnlssy?' ses he.
" 'Hit him wan for mo! I'll tell yer wife
yc'ro gottln' thin, mournln' afther her."
"Did ho hit him? Inquired Halllday.
"Did ho!" echoed Hennessey, enthusi
astically. "Did ho!"
And thus it was that Halllday got his
second great scoop on the lost squad.
Table and Kitchen
Practical Suggestions About Food and
the Preparations of It.
'I'm bio nnd Klti'linn,
Ilit 11 y Mniua,
THURSDAY.
BREAKFAST,
Fruit,
Cereal. Creum.
Lamb'B Liver and Hacon.
Brown Sauce. Unshed Potatoes,
Rolls. Coffee.
LUNCH.
Vesetnble Chowder.
Peach Shortcake. Cream.
Tea.
DINNER.
Vcgutuble Soup.
Stewed Chicken. Rtco Croquettes,
Stewed Okra. nnd Tomatoes.
Lettuce.
Cantaloupe Fraope. Coffee.
FRIDAY.
BREAKFAST.
Fruit.
Cereal, Cream.
Plain Omelet. Grilled Tomatoes,
Scotch Scons. Coffee.
LUNCH.
Fresh Shrimp In Tomato Sauco.
Stewed Mucaronl,
Cereal Coffee,
DINNER.
Cream uf Colerv Boun.
Baked Fish. Mlgnon Potatoes.
Stewed Tomatoes, Corn.
Cress Salad.
Sliced Plneanple, Cake.
Coffee.
SATURDAY.
BREAKFAST.
Fruit.
Cereal. Cream.
Dried Beef Fricassee.
Fried Cucumbers.
Milk Biscuit. Collee.
LUNCH. ,
Broiled Bice. Fruit Compote,
Cheese Sandwiches,
Cereal Coffee,
DINNER.
Vegetable Uroth.
Braised Beef Tongue. Horseradish Bauce.
Mnshed Potatoes. Glazed Turnips.
Tomato and Cucumber dalad.
Nutmeg Melons Filled with
Vnnllla Ice Cream.
Coffee,
SUNDAY.
BREAKFAST.
Sugnred Peaches.
Breaded Tomatoes, Broiled.
Bacon Chips, Crenmed Potutocs.
Toast. Coffee.
DINNER.
Iemon Soup.
Squabs, Stuffed nnd Braised.
Mashed Potatoes. Creamed Carrots,
Tomato Mayonnulse,
Spiced Cnntnloupe. Cream.
Cake, Coffee.
SUPPER.
Combination Salad of Fruits nnd Nuts.
Thin Slices Bread and Butter.
Soft Ulngerbread. Tea.
HOW TO VSV. Li:.M().S.
Yield the Moat DlKetllite nml Whole-
aonir of Food ' Achln.
Nature has added no moro valuable sub
sidiary to our food list. In every well-ordered
culinary department wo find that tho
Importance of having a lemon on hand Is
as great a consideration in tho estimation
of tho cook ns tho presence, of the historic
horseshoe nail. Without u lemon when a
lemon is needed the cook considers that she
has wrought In vain,
Nearly everything In tho sweet list of
dishes Is flavored with lemon occasionally
and not only In sweets Is It used, but added
to many other dishes that but for Its cgreo
able pungency nnd flavor would be rather
tasteless and Insipid,
The Julco of u lemon Is vnlucd principally
on account of Us useful anti-scorbutic
properties nnd for this reason should bo
used In some form almost every day In
winter us lu summer, as tho heavier meat
diet usually consumed In cold weather ere
ntes tho samo need for blood-purlfylug ele
ments, A wise use of upturn's remedies as
food accessories will not only odd to tho
pleasure of eating, out furnish all tho
digests necessary, without resorting to
artificial help.
The acid of lemon (citric) while too
strong to uso unless diluted with some
other substance or neutralized with oils, In
the most digestible nnd wholesome of all
acids, and the most serviceable, ,ih It can
be used for all practical purposes when thu
Introduction of an acid Is necessary to
food. Another great virtue It possesses
which will recommend It to nil cautious
housewives, Is that It Is a natural nnd
wholesome acid which they may obtain
from nature's laboratory without fear of
adulteration, although bo It known that It
Is cheaper to produce puro cider vinegar
than nn imttntlou of the samo; tho apple
crop governs tho supply however, and
wheu the supply Is less than the demand,
artificial methods may be resorted to. The
acid of lemon Julco being very sharp, lots
Is required to do 'the work, and, being nl
most colorless, It can be used in delicate
sauces, Jellies, etc., without spoiling their
appearance.
The several acids of vegetable product all
probably act In tho process of digestion
nnd nutrition In much tho samo way; ex
erting a solvent action upon many of the
food substances. Regarding them In the
light of nutrients, they would bo of llttlo
vrtlue, ns they cannot bo taken In suffi
cient quantity to perceptibly lncrcaso the
vital powers. But all foods are not taken
with tho purpose of Increasing force or
power. After using tho best materials for
building the structure, there are many lit
tle provisions to be considered for keeping
It In good repair. For this purpose we
have what many regard as the nonessen
tials among food materials. Too llttlo at
tention Is paid to theso so-called super
fluous matters, which, after all, are the very
factors that make tho bodily structure a
desirable possession.
Knnentlnl Oil of the Lemon.
This oil, that gives such a pungent and
agreeable flavor, occurs In the rind of tho
fruit; tha slightest scratch on tho surface
will liberate It nnd for this reason nnd
because the white, pulpy part lying di
rectly underneath tho thin, yellow skin la
bitter and indigestible, we should grate
the outer part very lightly and carefully.
The best grade of the oil of lemon Is, of
necessity expensive, as it must bo care
fully extracted. Housekeepers should re
mombcr this when purchasing and also
benr In mind the fact that the best goods
are tho cheapest, as they will go much fur
ther than a weaker and perhaps adulter
ated quality. In nil prepared food products
wo must remember that living prices, nt
least, must bo divided between tho pro
ducer, the man who prepares them for
tho market and the sol I or, to say nothing
of thoso who aro employed by these to do
tho actual labor. Tho Justice of high prices
Is sometimes questionable, but not when
the' goods are of the highest and purest
quality.
It Is a misfortune Indeed to' llvo beyond
tho Immediate reach of a lemon. But gen
erally a little forethought and manage
ment will provide against the "found want
ing" In this case.
Thero are several methods used to pro
sorve the frosh lemon. That employed by
the growers la wrapping each one sepa
rately In tissue paper and keeping them In
a cool, dry place. Another way that Is
often practical Is to cover them with but
termilk every fornlght at least. It Ib
claimed that they will keep fresh for six
months or longor. When wanted for Ube,
rub them perfectly dry with a soft cjoth.
Lemon Soup. This Is a well-made chicken
broth thlckoncd with eggs and cream or
milk to the consistency of thick cream, and
flavored with lemon Juice Just before serv
ing. Lemon Sauce for Fish. Set n small sauce
pan over another containing hot water;
place In the Raucepan four ounces of butter,
with the Juice of a large lemon. Beat rap
Idly until thick and hot, add salt and peppor
to tnste, nnd Just before removing from the
fire beat In the yolks of two eggs, and when
thoroughly heated remove nt once from tho
fire, and serve.
Lemon Buttor Sauce. Put a large table
spoonful of cornstarch, two heaping table-
spoonfuls of granulated sugar, a pinch of
salt, tho grated rind of a lemon and the
Juice, an ounce of butter and the yolks of
two eggs In a saucepan and beat them to
gether until smooth nnd light; then odd
quickly a pint of boiling water; nnd cook
until It begins to thicken.
iftmiiirmniliiil
Graitola
Is thoroughly cooked, sterilized,
partly digested and ready for In
stant use.
Granota Is crisp, toothsome and
93 per cent, "nutrition."
Granola digests In the stomach
and enriches the blood quicker than
other cereal foods and is capable of
maintaining life for an indefinite
period. Every package of Genuine
Granola hears a picture of the
Battle Creek Sanitarium. Sold by
all grocers. Beware of imitations.
f Drink Caramel Cereal Instead
of tea or coffee, and sleep well it
leaves the nerves Strong.
Send 30 for Grauola sample to
Battle Creek Sani
tarium Food Co. . .
BATTLE CREEK. MICH.
HERE ARE 4 FEW
OF THE
Timely Articles
By Eminent Writers
that have appeared in The
Twentieth Century farmer
during the first six months of 1901.
"What the Government Hns Done for the Fnrmre," SEO
KETAHT OF AGRICULTURE JAMES WILSON.
"The Advance Made in the Study of InHects," Prof. LAW
HENCE imUNER, State EntomologiHt of Nebraska.
"Some Lending Features of Knnsns Agriculture," F. D,
CORURN, Secretnry of the Kansas State Hoard of Ag
riculture. "Why Live Stock Men Oppose the Grout Bill," J. W,
SPRINGER, President of the National Live Stock A
socintiou.
"Arguments in Favor of the Grout Bill," J. B. RU8ITTON,
Ex-President of the Nebraska Dairj-meu's Association.
"New Department of Agriculture in Iowa," G. II. VAN
UOUTEN, Secretary of the Iowa State Board of, Ag.
riculture.
"Review of the Last Century in Dairying," Prof. D. EI.
OTIS of the Kansns Experiment Station.
"Redeeming the Semi-Arid Plains," C. S. DJARRISON,
President of the Nebraska Park and Forest Association,
"Pertinent Facts About Seed Corn," N. J. HARRIS, See
retary of the Iowa Seed Corn Breeders' Assocaition.
"Question of Feeds for the Dolry Farmer," E. A. BUR
NETT, Animal Husbandman of the Nebraska Experi
ment Station.
"Proper Care and Treatment of the Soil," R. W. THATCH
ER, Assistant Chemist of the Nebraska Experiment Stu
tion.
"History of the Nebraska State. Board of Agriculture," Ex
Gov. ROBERT W. FURNAS, Present Secretary and
First President of the Board.
"Irrigation and Farming," GEORGE H. MAXWELL, Ex.
ecutivve Chairmun of the National Irrigation Associa
tion. "Making Winter Wheat Hardy," T. L. LYON, Assistant
Director of Nebraska Experiment Station.
Article's on Soil Culture and Conserving the Moisture in
the Semi-Arid West, H. W. CAMBEL.L
Special Articles each week, JAMES ATKINSON, of the
Iowa Experiment Station at Ames.
Letters of Travel FRANK G. CARPENTER.
Other writers contributing to The Twentieth Centura
Farmer, are: ; -
Chancellor E. BENJAMIN ANDREWS, of the University
of Nebraska.
Prof. CHARLES E. BESSEY, State Botanist of the Vni
versity of Nebraska.
R. M. ALLEN, President Standard Cattle Company. .
O. R. THOMAS, Secretary American Hereford Breeder'
Association.
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B. O. COWAN, Assistant Secretary American Shorthorn
Breeders' Association.
Prof. H. M. COTTRELL, Kansas Experiment Station.
Dr. A. T. PETERS, Nebraska Experiment Station.
Hon. J. STERLING MORTON, Former Secretary of Agri
culture Father of Arbor Day.
Prof. A. L. IIAECKER, Nebraska Experiment Station.
E. F. STEPHENS, President Nebraska Horticultural So
ciety for five yeard
E. WniTCOMB, Friend, Nebraska, Supt. Bee Exhibit at
Nebraska State Fair.
O. H. BARNHILL, Shenandoah, Iowa, Secretary South
western Iowa Horticultural Society.
Women's Department conducted by Mrs. NELLIE
HAWKS, of Friend, Neb. .
Veterinary Department in charge of one of the best veteri
narians in the west.
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